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Chapter 596: Chapter 378 Rowing Boat_2
Schoolyard was filled with teams formed by class groups, all heading to the playground.
Huge crowds flowed through the entrance and poured into the playground.
It was the hottest part of the day, with scorching sunlight covering the playground, baking everything in its wake.
Even the dense trees around seemed listless, but the students stepping into the playground were excited.
Because on the green grass field, there were many colorful, dragon-shaped objects. Up close, they were discovered to be inflatable dragons.
"Is this the dragon boat?" Chen Siyu said.
Bai Yuxia, "Quite unique."
Xue Yuantong, "Looks like you can ride on them!"
Chen Siyu speculated, "Look at the black handles on the dragon’s back."
Someone started counting the number of handles on the dragon’s back. There were 10; could it mean that each dragon could seat 10 people?
From the first year to the second year, dozens of classes formed squares around the center of the playground.
The third-year students were exempt from participating in this Dragon Boat Festival activity because they were preparing for college entrance exams.
Director Yan held a microphone and explained the rules of the competition.
Each class would send out 10 people at a time, riding a dragon. Students were to grab the handles on the dragon’s back with both hands, lift the inflated dragon, and then walk with their legs to move the dragon forward.
The race was 80 meters long and accommodated three dragons at a time.
After understanding the rules, cheers erupted from the ranks of Class 7 of the first year.
Strong Zhao Jinyang laughed heartily. Wasn’t this just a game of coordination?
He thought of Class 7 united under his leadership.
In the last sports meet, in the three-legged race, their class was undisputedly the best in the school.
Zhao Jinyang’s shiny face lit up with arrogance, "Brothers, listen up, this time, follow me to snatch the championship!"
Bai Han responded, "Are we taking on Class 8 this time?"
Zhao Jinyang looked at the tall Tang Fu in his class, feeling resentful. He had found out about Tang Fu’s debt repayment to Class 8, which, to him, felt like a betrayal!
For Tang Fu, for the glory of Class 7, Zhao Jinyang was determined this time, uttering four words:
"Wipe out Class 8!"
Meanwhile, Meng Ziyun from Class 5 said with anticipation, "It would be great if we won a prize. I will definitely post it on QQ space."
Cao Kun, the lanky Flower Protector nearby, immediately said, "Ziyun, your QQ space is all set."
Class 1, Class 2... all were mobilizing for the competition.
Huang Zhongfei came back with the draw. He held 3 tags: "Our class got number 1, another is 12, and 24."
Each class had three chances to compete, with no repeat races, and the winner determined by the timing of each individual race.
"Who wants these three tags? First come, first served. Whoever takes a tag is responsible for gathering the 10 team members."
Zhang Chi, the class sports commissioner, stepped forward, "I’ll take it!"
Although there was no cash prize for this competition, Zhang Chi had contacted Shen Xu from Class 9 in advance. Shen Xu said if he was willing to give him the prize to sell, he could make some money.
Therefore, Zhang Chi was so proactive.
Huang Zhongfei gave one to Jiang Ning, holding the last one, "Who wants the last one?"
Jiang Yanan said, "You’re the class president, you should lead this one."
Yu Wen, "Exactly, exactly."
After finalizing, along with Director Yan’s opening remarks, "For the Dragon Boat Race welcoming the Dragon Boat Festival..."
The competition moved into the preparation phase.
Huang Zhongfei was in the first team. He took the lead and grabbed a dragon, taking the position at the dragon’s head, followed by Jiang Yanan, then Dong Qingfeng, Duan Shigang, and soon, the dragon was nearly full.
Yu Wen chose the tail because it allowed her to respond with the dragon’s head.
The race hadn’t even started, but they heard Class 1 shouting, "Set sail, cleave the waves, Class 1’s dragon boat, unmatched in competitiveness!"
Then they heard the second-year level shouting, "A clear world, where I alone am honored, Class 6 unbeatable, for an eternity!"
Huang Zhongfei felt a bit insecure in the middle, as they hadn’t prepared a slogan.
The PE teacher kept time, and Director Yan served as the referee.
His deep and powerful voice echoed across the playground, "Are you ready?"
The three teams shouted in response, "Ready!"
Huang Zhongfei tightly grabbed the dragon’s handle, and the students behind him from Class 8 did likewise—their slightly cute dragon rose into the air, their faces serious.
With the whole school watching, Director Yan announced, "Everyone in position... Go!"
He waved his small flag down.
The three dragons sprang into action, crawling across the green playing field.
All around, cheers erupted, fervor mingled with laughter everywhere.
Dong Jiayi from Class 1, excited, ran to the finish line to welcome her classmates.
Wei Xiu Yuan, as if on steroids, felt like he was driving the East Sea Dragon King at that moment. He fiercely patted the dragon head and charged forward with big steps.
Lin Zida: "Damn, slow down!"
The already unstable formation instantly fell into disarray.
Du Chuan stumbled, lost his balance, and rolled down from the dragon, Lin Zida, who bumped into him, couldn’t stabilize either, and the students behind him toppled like dominoes. The dragon of Class 1 directly collapsed.
Dong Jiayi stood still, her mouth agape.
The dragon of Class 8 leisurely passed by, with Yu Wen, the last one, giggling continuously.
Class 1 looked too funny, thought to have the best performance because of the top students, turned out to be hilariously bad. She managed the dragon boat while laughing so hard she couldn’t close her mouth.
Yu Wen instinctively put her hand over her mouth, but as she reached out, she got carried away by the moving dragon and tilted to the side.
Yu Wen shouted "Ah!" as she tumbled off the dragon.
’No, no, is this the end?’ Time seemed to slow down, her vision blurred, she looked toward the monitor ahead of her who was struggling to move forward, his silhouette still dashing.
’I don’t want to leave him!’ Lying on the ground, Yu Wen, with her remaining hand, clung tightly to the dragon, resisting fate.
She roared in her heart: ’Only in the full union of heaven and earth, dare I part with you!’
Yu Wen transformed, becoming like the scoop of a tractor, forcibly dragged to the finish line!
The competition proceeded fiercely.
In Class 8’s second round, Zhang Chi led Dan Kaiquan, Cui Yu, and others. They performed fairly well, but compared to the truly strong classes, they still fell short.
With good luck, they might win third place.
Zhao Jinyang from Class 7 said calmly: "The current leader is that sophomore class."
Tang Fu: "Do you have confidence in winning the championship?"
Zhao Jinyang’s stern face exuded unstoppable confidence: "A piece of cake."
"Because, I haven’t taken the stage yet."
The next race would see him as the dragon head, aiming to break the record.
Class 11.
Class monitor Xu Yan observed the battlefield and, after studying for a while, admonished her classmates: "We must be in sync, as long as the coordination is right, the championship is definitely ours."
She cheered them on: "Remember the military parade right after freshman year began? With our coordination, Class 11 won glory."
Black Evil of the Black and White Double Killers, Gu Tai, said: "Don’t worry, monitor, the potential of Class 11 is boundless."
Soon, it was the 24th race.
Students of Class 8 all looked toward Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning, with a calm expression, smoothly stepped toward the field.
"Brother Nan, what do you think?" Dan Kaiquan inquired.
Guo Kunnan pondered for a moment before saying: "Our class, might win."
Simply because Jiang Ning had created miracles too many times.
Xue Yuantong: "Jiang Ning, wait for me."
After saying that, she ran towards Jiang Ning’s figure.
Dan Kaiquan: "Now what?"
Guo Kunnan’s expression changed: "I’m not sure anymore."
Surprisingly, Chen Siyu then ran up, followed by Geng Lu clutching her chest, also going to compete.
Guo Kunnan fell silent; not that he underestimated women, but was this really winnable?
Fortunately, the people behind them were more normal: Yang Sheng, Wang Yan Yan, Pang Jiao, Huang Yuzhu, Dan Xiao, Miao Zhe.
To the left was Class 7’s dragon, with Zhao Jinyang as the dragon head. He looked at Class 8’s lineup.
He couldn’t help but laugh. What a bunch of misfits?
He wasn’t bragging, he could easily win even if he let the other side start halfway ahead.
Unfortunately, their target was the championship, Zhao Jinyang instructed: "Remember our plan!"
Bai Han responded: "Don’t worry, Boss Zhao."
To the right was Class 11’s dragon.
Luo Jun, glancing at Pang Jiao, trembled with fear: "Oh my gosh, Gu Tai, my fighting power is halved."
Gu Tai: "Bro, overcome it, overcome it."
Luo Jun: "I can’t overcome myself!"
Director Yan began commanding:
"All set!"
Jiang Ning was the dragon head, with Geng Lu behind, and then Xue Yuantong.
"Charge!" Director Yan waved the flag!
Three dragons surged forward instantly, with Xue Yuantong situated atop of the dragon, bewildered, helpless, desperate:
"I can’t touch the ground with my feet!"
